Lyrics:
no sobriety when slaps and words are getting drawn
Spitten on by your kin who gives the chair you're sitting on
But I've written strong words just
"Sleepless Nights"
This album that I'm making
Always in the studio
I can't leave
I'm staying
I've been rapping
I've been singing
Hope people will play it
I'm
the rain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name
Well, I've heard my name
A few times in your phone book
the rain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name
Well, I've heard my name
A few times in your phone book
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
of the solitary E
And I trust my guitar
And I don't care about anything.
Sometimes I feel like I've broken through
And I'm free and I could dig into eternity
to be humble
When I do the breaststroke through an underground tunnel
And come up on the other side in a Jacuzzi
Being greeted by two naked models with
on (come on)
I'm talking to you, come on the Working Hour
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes
This is the working hour
twenty cats purring
Forty or fifty squishy mouth noises
The essential burp pack one
I've recently been excising moans from pre-porn clips and I have been
and rearranged
No matter what happens, nothing can ever be the same
Logan V, treating this like it's my final one
By album five, thought I'd run it like where
of life
From bein' homeless to sleepin' on them mats at nights
To prayin' for my parents in the afterlife
I still hear whispers, still shiver
Still
sing about that, that’d be fine by me"
In the old days they’d call that a duet I think
Grabbed a bottle of Mineragua
And from my nightstand an orange
The hours, the hours they drift on by
I've a garden, a garden of dreams
Where the cool breeze whispering sways
Softly the apple sprays
And from leaves that
sand
Made a castle
You tried to grip it by band
Reached out, grab a hand?
I don't understand
Is it all command?
Maybe mad
Should've met demands
Instead
sand
Made a castle
You tried to grip it by band
Reached out, grab a hand?
I don't understand
Is it all command?
Maybe mad
Should've met demands
Instead
But you're my muse and moon in one
Yeah yeah
My intuition
Won't let this go
Forever changed by the way
You hurt my soul
I can't deny it
For too long
the same
She the gain from my pain
Cuz I'm a man, I'm a man
I'm stubborn with plans
Go to war for the sport
Shooting guns like its summer then I fall by her
observation this ain't for exposure
More like therapeutic closure
It ain't safe! They've got crack fiends, homeless, old folks and disabled
Working with them
The ones who answered the call from the beginning
I mean this from my heart, I'm positively certain
There's no more reaching you
By now you should have
imagery's
Commissions
I'm bound
Only by my prison
Regrets taught me
How to make
Any decision
Emotions that I've chosen
Instead of hearts and roses
I have
imagery's
Commissions
I'm bound
Only by my prison
Regrets taught me
How to make
Any decision
Emotions that I've chosen
Instead of hearts and roses
I have
Get you on the diamond and you can judge my stance
I've never been the type to start something by throwing hands
Get me a sporting event, to get me out
after day
Slipping away from the life
That I loved and I never realized
I've had my failures
I've had my victories too
Drinking my success like a cheap
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the flower that shattered the stone album, and has also been released on the stonehaven
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